We decided to:

— Gently close Emily’s bedroom door at night
— Install motion sensors throughout the house
— And most importantly: never let my mother-in-law sleep alone again

We moved her to a bedroom closer to ours.

Every night I sat with her. Talked to her. Listened to her memories. Helped her feel safe.

Because sometimes, elderly people don’t need medication.

They need to know they still have a family.

END

My daughter’s bed was never too small.

What was really happening was that an elderly woman—alone, lost inside her own memories—

was searching for the warmth of a child she once held close for an entire lifetime.

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